I don't get that either. It's like they are so damn miserable they want everyone behind them to be miserable too lol
I don't think it's misery, it's selfishness. They think they are doing the right thing the right way, and they'll be damned if someone else thinks they can go faster or get there sooner. The asshole at the front of the wolfpack subconsciously thinks it's a race, and if he remains in control then he 'wins', however they choose to define that term. I don't think most people do this stuff intentionally, but I think it's more about control than anything. Or, they don't think and treat car time as cell phone social hour or insta-snap-bookface-chatback-twatter time. I don't wish anyone physical harm, just double flat or a broken jack, just a little, just to see how it feels.
Deep Driving Thoughts by Bob in a minivan:
"I don't see any policemen around, so I'm going to go ahead and play cop. I see those damn kids back there with their skinny jeans and hats turned backwards, and I'm not going to let them pass me so they can ditch school and smoke those gull durn marijuana cigarettes. Let me see here, okay, here's the cruise control on swi[screetch, rumble strip] well what the heck was that? I look down for just a second and here I am driving on the shoulder. Okay now, how do I set this thingie here? Oh crap that dumptruck is passing on the right, let me gas it so I am speeding at four mph under the posted limit. Wait, okay, speed limit 65, I'll set it at 58 so I can speed up when needed. I'll show them."
New Fast Car Asshole:
"Fuck these idiots, don't they know my tee time is in ten minutes and I'm 25 miles away? I guess I have to tailgate everyone. Don't they know who I am? How do these paddle thingies work again? Hey Siri, call the dealership."
The 'Fuckits':
"This is so awesome not having mom and dad in the car with me, sun's out gun's out, seat reclined a bit, 'gansta-style', where's my ipad? Alright, there has to be some other kids ditching school, I think I'm going to ride by and pimp some bitches with my new ride. I'll jump on the highway." [sees merge sign] "Fuck that shit, they have to let me in. I should be able to merge at 40mph if the speed limit is 65, and even then, if nobody lets me in, I'll just swerve into the lane. Fuckit, they'll get out of the way, at least they do when mom does it. I know, I'll pick up my phone so I don't have to make eye contact with anyone who is honking and flipping me the bird."
